Ch. 4

I heard my son's voice calling me. I forced myself to quit grunting so loud that he would hear. The tap was running, but I was afraid he would hear me and become more worried.

I never want anything to deviate his mind from his studies or from having positive thoughts because he has a demon as a father. His mother walked out of his life without turning back because of me, the only thing I can do to help him is keep him out of my messed up life.

With clenched teeth, I turned the water off and told him to go either to bed, watch TV or read his books, that I am only stressed out by work and I need to dip myself in cold water for the time being. "The doctor says it's good for calming nerves!" I added.

"Oh, okay. I will go upstairs to my room if you are fine." I heard him say and his footsteps as he walked away.

I blew out a breath and turned the waters on again. I continued what I was doing…

It persisted. I called the doctor and he said he was out of town and would only get in touch in ten days time. He advised me to try other medicine or go to a club and get myself a slût and fûck all night. 

Taking random women, like Vera said, isn't something I do, I'm a one woman kind of man. Yeah, I had a girlfriend in highschool and then another in college, we graduated together and got married. Just two women have been into my life apart from my mother.

I almost took an overdose of the pills he prescribed days ago, but that didn't work either. I left for the club around eleven in the night. Some strippers gave me lap dances and I thought it would ease my erotism, but it worsened it and I got angry and howled at them.

They looked at me as if I'm a weirdo and left me. I consumed more and more alcohol until I became wasted…

"Dad? Dad! Dad?!!" 

A tiny voice woke me up. I opened my eyes as sunlight directly peeked into it. I didn't know it was morning and I didn't make it to my room last night. I had laid down on the stairs. My body ached as a result of the discomfort.

I stood up and staggered into the bathroom for a quick shower as I got ready for work. I apologized to my son for being such a bad father. I dropped him off at school on my way to work. Morning lectures must've started because it was hard for me to get him ready for school.

It was for this same reason that I refuse to have female workers. I had dismissed my housekeeper who was his nanny. She was older than me and married. I avoided mistakes at all costs until yesterday.

I understood I had really scared Vera away when I stayed at work till noon and I didn't see her. I asked Mrs. Biggs for her resident information.

The woman was surprised because I never asked about my workers details, but she gave it to me without any question. She only asked me what happened yesterday that she didn't make it to work when it's supposed to be her second day at work, I told her that I don't know.

"Maybe she's sick or something… I will check up on her when…"

"No, don't worry. I'm going out now to check up on someone, I will see if I can get to see her. Thank you. You are free to go now." I sent the woman off. I know she found it strange coming from me, but I didn't care, I know how weird I sounded too.

VERA'S POV

"No, I didn't go to work, I suddenly feel gross… I mean, about yesterday… gosh, I already wrote a resignation letter, but I don't know how to face him and hand it in…" I blurted to Hannah on the phone.

She had left last night when I couldn't stop talking about what I did and what I wanted to do and… she thought I had completely gone crazy, so she went back to her beautiful family.

Hannah doesn't know how much I envy her. She has everything a woman would ever dream for. A rich, good-looking and understanding man for a husband, beautiful and amazing kids running around her garden.

She doesn't know that I crave for all that too, but I think the problem I have about trusting men is based on experience and what happened to my family. If love really existed, then why say it's over as if it means nothing at all? 

"Whatever! Your father keeps calling me and I don't know what to say to him about you, that's why I called. If you like, fûck Nathan, your next door neighbor, it's your pûssy!" She said nauseously.

"Who told you I haven't fûcked him? Nathan is…"

"I'm not surprised… you were once a nymphomaniac, I think your last relationship in which you were sex-starved is what you actually deserve to keep you in control. Stop dodging the important thing, what should I say to your father. I might get angry and send him your number or address!" She laughed.

"That's not funny. Nathan is a church boy, don't get thoughts into your head, he's dedicated to the Almighty, he has been trying to convert me." I laughed too. 

"Anyways, you can choose to either block that old man or throw your phone away. Don't you ever give out my number to him or anyone else and definitely not my address! Get lost!!" I cut the call and threw the phone aside.

I drained the cup of coffee I made before Hannah's call interrupted and got myself busy trying to fix myself lunch since I stayed in bed all morning and didn't think about breakfast.

A knock came to my door while I sliced veggies for porridge. "Who?" I asked, going to check through the keyhole.

"It's me Nathan! I need a favor from you, Vera!!" 

"Get your ass in. You didn't go to work?" I asked as he came in and hovered around my kitchen like his old puppy used to do before he sold it off.

"Being a vet is stressful sometimes. I don't want to breathe those horrible animals today, I think my neighbor's rice porridge smells better! You didn't go?" He laughed, sniffing around my cooking pot.

"What's up with you today? Anyway, I…"

His phone rang and he excused himself to take the call. He went outside for the first time to take a call. I smiled knowingly, he's started to do himself some good as a man. 

If he was someone I fancy, I would have had it hard with him a long time ago, even with all his saintly behavior. I'm not just ready for men. The few men that have been into my life are all good for nothing scumbags!

"Why is he taking so much time to answer a call today? I was glad to have his company." I mumbled to myself.

I sat down when my food was ready to enjoy my lunch when another knock came. "Hey! Don't break my door, asshole!! If you are done with the call, come right in, you left the door open." 

"Your doorbell isn't working?" 

The food traveling to my mouth stopped halfway and fell back into the plate, the porridge sprinkled on my thighs. I choked even though I hadn't taken anything and I grabbed the glass of water on the table.

He came in and closed the door. He sat down beside me and used his handkerchief to wipe the porridge off my thighs.

"Uhm… sorry, how did you…" 

"You are my employee, your address…"

"Oh, yeah. Only I didn't know you would come here. I think you should leave now, I don't want to work for you anymore, I will submit my resignation letter tomorrow." I got over the shock, or I thought I did.

He looked at me like a needy two years old boy. He wanted to say something, but he looked at my thighs as if that's the solution to all the problems he has or would ever have in his life. 

"Please leave, Mr. J. T." I stood up abruptly and pointed at the door.

"Help me. You are the only person that can help me. You did it yesterday, please, do it again or I will just go crazy." He said, gazing into my eyes.

"Wha---what are you talking about? What is my business if you go crazy or stay sane?! Look, whatever happened yesterday, I acted on impulse… I mean, if you hadn't trapped me in there, it wouldn't have happened. 

And you broke your promise and were acting indecent during the meeting and got me res… whatever, I will forget that ever happened, and we don't know each other and have never met, I hope you will do so too." I said everything in my mind.

"I can pay you if… I mean, sign a contract with me, be my sex doll for just ten days. I will pay you twenty million dollars." 

I ceased to breathe, "what the fûck! What did you just say? What do I look like to you? Do I look like someone you can buy with your filthy money? How dare you come to my house and spill those rotten words to me!!" I gasped.

"I can double the amount for you… please, help me and…"

"Go to hell with your rotten money!!!" I pulled him up from the seat furiously.

My intention was to push him towards the door, but he was quick to push me into an armchair nearby and close my mouth with his when I wanted to shout. I found out that I made a huge mistake and he's determined to make me pay a high price